On My Word

During last week's soccer practice I told the team that whichever side won our first intra-team scrimmage would get to choose the color of my cleats for this week's practice and because the team is made up of eight and nine-year-old girls I was entirely not shocked when the victors chose pink.

So, whilst riding shotgun in B's car to George Christopher Playground in San Francisco's Diamond Heights neighborhood this afternoon, I pulled my black soccer cleats out of my gym bag and made good on my word.